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Mobb Deep
Amerikaz Nightmare
Real Gangstaz
(Lil Jon–Intro)
This some of that real gangsta mothafuckin shit nigga
Yeeaaaaaahhhh!!!!!!
For all the real niggaz out there
You know what I’m talking about
Like my mothafuckin East Coast niggaz (what!)
My mothafuckin Dirty South niggaz (what!)
And my mothafuckin West Coast niggaz (what!)
Let’s Go

(Chorus-Havoc)
Some peo-ple run where gang-staz don’t
Know my hammer stay cocked kill you leave you hurt
Some peo-ple run where gang-staz don’t
Know hammer stay cocked kill you leave you hurt

(Havoc)
Now ya’ll know the deal while we up in here (uh-huh)
Burn that ma put it up in the air (c’mon)
Ma got a phatty so I’m up in her ear
These clowns in my grill I got the clique right there
Now you can get ya ass drug around up in here
Ya now know the promoter, the pound’s in here
And these my parts, you outta town out here
Slow it down, pump the brake, get found out there
I push that melon, what the fuck’s that smellin? (pussy)
Thugs not thugs no more, they tellin
You did that time but you not that felon
Nigga kill the noise ya hammer not yellin
…Ya infrared not beamin (nope)
Ya’ll not eatin while ya neck not gleamin
You don’t give a fuck, flip for any old reason
Just for the fun have ya bitch ass leakin!

(Lil Jon)
Okay!!!!

(Havoc)
Some peo-ple run where gang-staz don’t
Know my hammer stay cocked kill you leave you hurt
Some peo-ple run where gang-staz don’t
Know my hammer stay cocked kill you leave you hurt

(Lil Jon)
Ya’ll niggaz ain’t gangsta
Hey yo Prodigy tell em whassup

(Prodigy)
Yeah
All I want is the money and ya’ll can keep them sloppy hoes
My calendar so booked I ain’t got time yo
Gimme the cash
Keep them beat up chicks
My bank account gotta stay thick
You know everyday I stay with the latest guns
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Keep those under our belts to blaze you up
Everyday we play with the latest trucks
Work that tip chronic on the porch well
Don’t get rat-a-tat-tatted up
It’d be a bad look
Ya wettin ya pants when bullets hit man shook
Droppin ya gun and all that you mad puss
Thirty-four shell cases fall in one push
Get beaten and battered up
Ya lil chain snap
Ya still takin em, fuck it let the team have it
Be droppin ya drinks, trippin on things, scramblin
It be chaos when guns ring at him

(Lil Jon)
Okay!!!!

(Havoc)
Some peo-ple run where gang-staz don’t
Know my hammer stay cocked kill you leave you hurt
Some peo-ple run where gang-staz don’t
Know my hammer stay cocked kill you leave you hurt

(Lil Jon-Outro)
Aiight it’s about to get real ugly in this mothafuckin club (what what!)
I need to see nothing but the real gangsta niggas and bitches on the danceflo’ (yeah!)
We gonna crank this mothafucker up (let’s crank this bitch up)
We need to see all ya’ll motherfuckers doin this shit (what what!)
Doin what? (hey)
Put ya middle fingers up mothafucker (mothafucker)
Put ya middle fingers up mothafucker (mothafucker)
Put ya middle fingers up mothafucker (mothafucker)
Put ya middle fingers up mothafucker
Let me hear ya say
Put ya middle fingers up, fuck you nigga!
Put ya middle fingers up, fuck you nigga!
Put ya middle fingers up, fuck you bitch!
Put ya middle fingers up, fuck you bitch!

(Havoc)
Some peo-ple run where gang-staz don’t
Know my hammer stay cocked kill you leave you hurt
Some peo-ple run where gang-staz don’t
Know my hammer stay cocked kill you leave you hurt

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